Yes, after this weekend, I now know what that means, Lil Boosie and Lil Phat {I apologize ahead of time for the contents and language of the video}.

Ross was out of town this weekend for his friend's bachelor party in Louisville. While I was excited for him to have time with his friends and spend some time in the states, I was also nervous about being in a large, international city, all. by. my. self.

In any case, here is what I learned from being "independent" this past weekend:

1. I have the ability to consume an obscene amount of television when left by myself. I managed to finish {and I'm not proud of this} the most recent seasons of Pretty Little Liars, The Vampire Diaries, and Revenge. Do you know how many hours I lost? It's sick.

2. I know my way around the city, pretty well, actually {pat on my back!}. I had two people ask me for directions, even one person telling me I looked local.

3. I really like being in the touristy areas when I'm alone, because there are a lot of people and a lot of noise. I ran all the way to Covent Garden {5 miles across town- all on my own!}, a major tourist attraction, with a little market and restaurants. Normally, I would try to stay away from an area like this, but I was comforted by all the action.

Usually, there is some show in the square at Covent Garden. Whether it's someone singing, doing magic tricks, or telling jokes, there is always some kind of crowd here.

Despite the crowds, it has a cute, little market AND they have Shake Shack, which is a bonus.

4. I REALLY missed home this weekend, especially on an American, holiday weekend that kicks off summertime. And, of course, I forgot my American flag shirt at home, so I couldn't even celebrate in my own little way here {*sigh*}.

5. I do have friends here I can call; however, when it's a bank holiday in the UK, as it was this past weekend, EVERYONE leaves the city for a mini-vaca.

6. Independence is not just about owning a house or a car or having two jobs, as rapped in the song, but it means to be comfortable and content being alone. I used to think that I was independent, and after this weekend, I realized that I do not enjoy being by myself BUT I also realized, that after all the years of growing up as an only child, I am fully capable of entertaining myself {see number 1}.